While teasing the child, she told Song Qingshu some tips on raising children.
I haven't seen such a young child in many years.
As soon as I saw Changle Changsheng, I remembered the scene when the brother and sister Song Qingzhou and Song Qingshu were children.
This little appearance looks exactly like Song Qingshu's childhood.
Song's mother smiled and said to Song Qingzhou: "Son, come and take a look. You have reached the age of marriage, and mother also wants to hug her grandson."
Song Qingzhou forced a smile and said, "Mother, I'm focused on studying and taking exams. I'll wait until later to get married."
Mother Song knew that although her son was respectful and polite, he didn't know what he was thinking behind his silent eyes, and he felt a little alienated from them.
Only with Yaoyao, his sister, did he have infinite patience.
Now that Yaoyao has left, Song Qingzhou becomes even less talkative.
Mother Song sighed slightly. After all, she could only blame the Song family for offending someone back then, which led to the current situation.
Yaoyao is not his biological sister, so this son may not be able to accept it for a long time.
When Song's mother thought of this, she said to Song Qingshu: "What happened last year was because my mother could not forgive you. Can you forgive your mother?"
The woman's eyes became red this year.
She always wondered why she had to push Yaoyao out in the first place.
When she was cleaning Yaoyao's house a few days ago, she found the kneepads Yaoyao had embroidered for her and Song's father.
Every year Yaoyao would embroider a pair of knee pads for them.
Although Yaoyao is pampered by them, she is also a sensible child.
Thinking of this, Song's mother felt heartbroken.
She could have two daughters, but she insisted on seeking death and drove away one of her daughters in anger.
Song Qingshu was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Song's mother to still want to redeem herself.
The woman spoke without thinking: "I have forgiven my mother a long time ago."
"It's just that I know that my personality cannot be in the same room as Qianqian, so leaving is a matter of course."
Mother Song lowered her head and wiped her tears.
Song's father said: "Since you don't blame us, then we are still father and daughter. Let what happened before be in the past."
Song Qingzhou looked at her tenderly.
Only then did Song Qingshu notice that her brother's spirit was a little sluggish, but she still kept holding on.
She looked away again and nodded towards the two elders.
When people get old, they will miss the good things in the past and want to redeem some things.
But Song Qingshu was still very happy, but worried about her brother's injury.
He was always like this, he liked to hold on to everything. Even if the sky fell, he would hold on alone and smile at Song Qingshu.
The last time Shen Yanci kicked Butler Wu, Butler Wu vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, and it took him more than a month to recover.
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu became angry with Shen Yanci again.
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